Where The River Begins

“What did you hear, you little twerp?” Tyke asked, holding Francis’s wrists and looking at him with narrowed eyes. “I heard about the phone booth, and Tyke, let me join your gang! If you want to smash phone booths, I could help you. I can run fast. I’m fastest under eleven in the school. I could watch out and warn you, and you could smash anything you wanted.”